"I'm not sure I like this idea so I advise, "Listen Thom, we spent all damn day fighting a Columbian drug army that I'm sure Megan sent after us. I wi...h like hell you had captured her. I'm sorry about the loses but we need to regroup and discuss this as a team. Let me gather the forces while you make sure you're in a safe place and call the conference phone in thirty mikes."I hang up the phone and begin to tell Jack what's going on.Present – Thom, Byron and Inga – on a special mission in. Which isn't a bad thing, really," I said to Darla."She seems very taken with Trayla, now," Darla observed.I nodded. "They have been almost inseparable. I am glad she has someone to talk to. Mariel has been lonely ever since she arrived," I said."Where did you say you found this girl?" Darla asked me.I told her about my trip into the city, and my hiring Trayla, and the resulting mess that had followed. Darla grinned at me. She informed me that I seemed to be living an exciting life. I nodded. It. I hoped she was going to ask me to fuck her.“I will burn without lotion. I am very fair-skinned. Do you mind applying the lotion or asking someone to do it if you are not comfortable? I can wait until you take care of your uh, wonderful problem?” she said.I looked down and noticed my hard dick was touching my future step-mom’s tummy right above her pussy, and it was dripping semen. I was shocked and humiliated, but I didn’t say anything. She could see I meant no harm and didn’t do it. He was about the same height as Jason, give or take an inch or two. But he was easily the craziest-looking guy of the gang. His hair was black with a slight hint of red, and was over two feet long in tight, braided locks. He reminded me of Jonathan Davis of the band KoRn. His eyes were a mesmerizing shade of grayish-green, and he wore a heaping amount of black mascara and eyeliner. He stood, scarily in a black leather trench coat. All in all, T.K. looked more like a Goth than a punk. He.